Human civilization is great.
To think it could remove the “restraints” of such sensible people…
The image of them that I had built up during club activities was being destroyed.
…But, I’m having a good time in my own way.
Because, can you imagine?
I had a feeling the Kitauji High School brass band club had many beauties, but the top three beauties of that club—elegant Kaori with her flowing black hair and gentle curves, reliable Haruka with her sporty yet feminine build and bright energy, and dominant Asuka with her tall, voluptuous figure and sharp beauty—are now having sex with me.
Furthermore, they’ve politely pinned a man down beneath them, having him perform cunnilingus while they suck on his penis to induce ejaculation.
And then there’s Asuka-senpai, who ended up marking me with her man-juice while masturbating, her thick nectar dripping onto my forehead and hair.
The sheer unreality of it felt like it would break my head.
Everyone seemed to get even more excited as my own rising excitement was conveyed to them.
First, I set out to make Kaori-senpai, who was sitting over my face, climax.
She likely didn’t have much experience.
She quickly rose to an orgasm, showering my face with lewd juices in powerful squirts that drenched my cheeks, nose, and mouth.
Inhaling that lewd, fishy-sweet air, my meat rod also reached its limit.
Haruka-senpai was desperately moving her throat, trying to swallow down the “seed juice” I was discharging into her mouth in thick, ropey bursts.
“Cough…
cough…
So this much comes out of a boy.
I was surprised.” Haruka-senpai then carefully scooped up the semen that had almost spilled from her mouth and dripped onto her cheek and drank it.
There aren’t many people who can drink it on their first time.
I wonder if it’s the result of her daily brass band practice, or if she simply has a natural talent for lewdness—her throat working visibly as she gulped it all down.
In the meantime, the only people left here were those whose yukatas were disheveled and open, exposing soft skin, heaving breasts, and glistening pussies.
The fishy scent of the orgy and the smell of alcohol created an even more lewd atmosphere in the room.
My meat rod began to bulge and get erect again, hardening rapidly as blood rushed back into it.
Meanwhile, the knots on my legs came undone.
“…This is a special service for Haruka-senpai, who drank for me…” Saying that, I turned my gaze toward Asuka-senpai.
Then, “Ah, that!
You two better be prepared.” I decided to first give Haruka-senpai, who had swallowed my sperm, a service like one would find in a brothel.
By the way, I usually only do this for Kumiko.
I had Haruka-senpai sit on the table.
Then, having her reach her hands toward me, I began the brothel-style service.
I started by licking her fingers.
Keeping my gaze fixed on Haruka-senpai, I knelt and licked her fingers stickily, sucking each digit into my mouth and swirling my tongue around them.
Thoroughly and stickily.
I licked from the tips of her nails to the palms of her hands.
She smelled like nice body soap.
Maybe she just got out of the bath.
That moist, slightly sweaty scent roused my senses.
After finishing licking her palms and wrists, I moved straight to her arms.
Gradually, gradually, I moved toward her upper body, kissing and licking every inch of her smooth skin.
Haruka-senpai was wavering from this unprecedented experience she was having for the first time, while her eyes were bloodshot from excitement, her short hair sticking to her flushed cheeks.
Well, I’d understand how she feels if the positions were reversed.
It was supposed to be a graduation trip for the same sex, only for a “beautiful girl” to intrude and end up in an orgy.
On top of that, she was experiencing brothel-style play.
There’s no way she wouldn’t be excited.
Haruka-senpai, bloodshot and acting “virgin-like” (or “cherry-like” as they say in this world), grabbed my head and— ——Forcibly began rubbing my head against her slit!
The feeling of that fluffy pubic hair against my face felt good to me, too—her soft bush tickling my nose and lips as her slick, heated folds smeared her juices all over my face.
I got caught up in the atmosphere as well and acted out a role: “St…
Stop it…!
Someone…!
Someone help me…!” I acted, but that only seemed to grip Haruka-senpai’s heart even more, as she pressed my face down and forcibly masturbated against my tongue and lips, grinding her clit hard against my nose.
If this weren’t this kind of “play,” it would be straight-up a criminal case.
With bloodshot eyes, Haruka-senpai continued to masturbate against my face and eventually finished by squirting powerfully, her body convulsing as clear fluid gushed onto my face and into my open mouth.
Right in front of me, I saw her skin go gooseflesh and a tremor run through Haruka-senpai’s athletic thighs and toned abdomen.
“Haa…
haa…” The way she looked at me with eyes heightened by sexual desire was like a demon.
My face was sticky with Haruka-senpai’s man-juice, but since that’s a common occurrence when having sex, I didn’t mind it much.
Looking over at Kaori-senpai, she seemed unable to hide her surprise at the sight of Haruka-senpai acting so differently from her usual calm and cheerful self.
Perhaps coming to her senses at Kaori-senpai’s cold gaze, Haruka-senpai vigorously bowed her head and apologized to me.
“S-sorry!
What have I done…!” Haruka-senpai continued to apologize to me incessantly.